The kids played in the "family room,"
entered a painting,
or explored the extensive grounds.
JP Getty never saw the fruition of his dreams, but his foundation has a LOT of dough - enough, apparently, to destabilize the art market, so they purposely limit their annual purchases. We had great plans to celebrate our anniversary at the California cuisine restaurant overlooking the city, but the traffic reports were discouraging, so we bailed.
Not a 19th century museum with its imposing wings and grand structure, the Getty is a campus with several buildings; ie sprawls. A blinding, gleaming (sunblock & sunglasses are essentials) white structure without - it seemed to me - that much art ever on display, has become an LA, cultural landmark (we don't have many) with subterranean parking joined by a tram that links the hilltop complex - Michael's first choo-choo. He'd crane his neck from the backseat, eyeing the hills for a sign of the tram.
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